Camadres

Friendship burgeons out of nowhere,

It begins from the moment we enter this world.

We are rouged and caught in its reverie unaware of our surroundings,

Through the years this friendship takes on higher levels.

When we’re young we follow suit of our friends;

How they dress or the toys they possess.

As we grow older it’s more about the care and attention given,

And not so much on the character by which the choosing is driven.

With the years passing by we check if our characters match,

And scan our likes and dislikes right from scratch.

But once adulthood approaches,

It’s an all new world filled with views and conceptions and misconceptions.

When we were younger there was the need for reassurance,

Are you my best friend? Is this enough?

But now mere words are not of necessity for a friendship this profound.

As the days go by, this silence is of more value than words,

Tears are sweeter than a smile, voice lovelier than the melodies of any bird.

Then gradually with time you begin to take them for granted,

You are hurt at the absence of words, a gesture, you feel trapped.

And suddenly when you thought that they would forever be by your side,

They walk away into an oblivion so far and so dark, leaving you a shock and tremor.

Before you could have revealed how you felt,

Everything comes to a screeching halt,

And you are left to revisit those memories as in a reel

Friendship is as beautiful as a winter morning,

Beautiful snow covered hills and crystal icicles hanging off the branches of Oak trees,

Even when the snow melts, it continues to reveal more and leaves you yearning.

But the end is invariable for all,

And those sweet moments will forever augment every rise and fall.